So we finally caught the blasted mouse. Hooray!!!
Last night after we set all the traps we stayed up so we could see if we could catch him. Derek tied fishing line on to the traps and stuck them down in the mouse's favorite hangout spots. About 10:30, his official hyper time, we heard him creeping toward the vent. We heard him jump...silence...more silence...and then we heard him jump again. We were really frustrated now because it really did seem like we had the same mouse that was on the Mouse Hunt movie. So finally he did his little running leap again and he landed on the top of the vent. We were startled and pushed him back down the vent...hello...how hard was it for us to lift the vent up and throw it outside. So anyway, this next time we were ready . We had a box on standby and peanut butter all over the vent. We were so excited because we knew we had really out smarted him this time.
Three hours later... we still had not even heard the mouse. So all pissed off, we went to bed hoping that the little bugger would be caught when we woke up. Well, he wasn't and he visited me in the bathroom again...I think that he had a bathroom fetish. So, when Derek got home tonight we were really bound a determined for sure to catch the thing so we really pulled out all the stops. We took out the vents, surrounded it with sticky traps loaded with chocolate chips and peanut butter. For kicks, we blasted the heat too. Well, we waited and waited, and no mouse showed up. All we got for that one was sweating to death.
So then we started a second vent the same way. Well, I went to get a movie and when I came back, Derek was still watching the traps. I went to check on the one in the bathroom and ta daaa instead of the two traps that were there, there was only one. The little terd had taken one down into the vent with him!!!! Well Derek really was not happy then, so he thundered down stairs to the basement and started wiggling all of the heat pipe stuff until he heard him. When he found him, he got out his tools and started to take the piping down. He got it off, shook it out and ta daaaa again...no mouse or trap. Well this really did not go over well and I had to take the kids upstairs :) Let's just say this mouse was definitely going to be sorry when Derek got to him :) So we took more pipe off, and finally in the one connecting directly to the heater, shake shake shake and poof....out popped the mouse and the trap. Seeing Derek let out a little squeak and jump back really made my night!!! So we hurried and put him in an old bucket and put the lid on, and tomorrow...the little guy is going for his last ride in a garbage truck. So we got him hooray!!!! No more late night watching and now we can run the heat and not freeze!!!!!!!!!!
Tonight our house is much more peaceful :)
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Its about freakin time I can finally go to bed tonight without Kirstin asking me a billion questions about mice. Thanks for the help though hun you were very brave.
That was the funniest story EVER! I love that you were both freaking out and screaming like little girls. (Which, by the way, is totally what I would've been doing.)
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